Snowfall on Astor Avenue


One blizzard after another in New York. On the daily commute, it’s as hectic as can be. But on the backstreets of the quiet side of town, it’s as peaceful as can be. While the snow is pushed by the wind into the masses in the city, on the outskirts, the snow slowly falls like leaves in the fall. The picturesque comparison of nature’s yin and yang, mere miles apart from each other.